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READIN started out as a place for me to keep track of what I am reading, and to learn (slowly, slowly) how to design a web site.

There has been some mission drift here and there, but in general that's still what it is. Some of the main things I write about here are reading books, listening to (and playing) music, and watching the movies. Also I write about the work I do with my hands and with my head; and of course about bringing up Sylvia.

The site is a bit of a work in progress. New features will come on-line now and then; and you will occasionally get error messages in place of the blog, for the forseeable future. Cut me some slack, I'm just doing it for fun! And if you see an error message you think I should know about, please drop me a line. READIN source code is PHP and CSS, and available on request, in case you want to see how it works.

See my reading list for what I'm interested in this year.

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Monday, December second, 2013

🦋 The Domestication of Lightning

Another Infrarealist poem: this is by Guadalupe Ochoa, one of the few female Infrarealists.

The Domestication of Lightning
by Guadalupe Ochoa/ tr. Jeremy Osner

the lightning of touch announces
the downpour engendered in our embrace
fiery water of our bodies

posted morning of December second, 2013: 1 response
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Friday, November 29th, 2013

🦋 EnseÃ±ame a bailar

Here is a poem of BolaÃ±o's from PÃ¡jaro de calor. (It is quoted in Hiram Barrios' fabulous essay on the infra poets, Visitando al infrarrealismo.)

Teach me to dance
by Roberto BolaÃ±o/ tr. Jeremy Osner

to draw my fingers through the cottoncandy clouds
to stretch out my legs tangled up in your legs...

(translation redacted, write me if you'd like to see it)

posted evening of November 29th, 2013: 1 response
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🦋 Let's listen to

Ampersan: this is Orlando GuillÃ©n's "ABCD", from Muchachos desnudos.

posted evening of November 29th, 2013: Respond
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Sunday, November 24th, 2013

🦋 READIN Family Album -- the earliest known photo of your humble servant

(The pre-Modesto kid!)

posted afternoon of November 24th, 2013: Respond
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🦋 Â¿QuiÃ©nes son los Â«verdaderosÂ» Detectives Salvajes?

Once son ellos, once, ferozmente poetas:
HernÃ¡n, Roberto y MontanÃ©, chilenos;
el ecuatoriano Nieto Cadena;
de la patria de Sandino: BeltrÃ¡n Morales;
el peruano Enrique VerÃ¡stegui,
el tambiÃ©n peruano Jorge Pimente;
Luis SuardÃaz, del primer teerritorio
libre en AmÃ©rica: Cuba, cubanamente;
mÃ¡s tres meshicas que son, quÃ© remedio,
Orlando GuillÃ©n, Â¡impresente!,
Mario en el camino de Santiago
y JuliÃ¡n GÃ³mez... once son, pues,
y, Â¿se fijaron?, ni una sola hembrita,
con tan buenas, guapamente sabrosas que son
y que escriben como Afroditas que surgieran
no de un pantanoso taller literario
sino de un bÃ¡rbaro ocÃ©ano de pantalones de mezclilla.

--EfraÃn Huerta

It's eleven, eleven, ferociously poets:
HernÃ¡n, Roberto and MontanÃ© from Chile;
Ecuadorian Nieto Cadena;
from the land of Sandino, BeltrÃ¡n Morales;
Peruvian Enrique VerÃ¡stegui,
and Peruvian too, Jorge Pimente;
Luis SuardÃaz, from the first-ever free
territory of the Americas: Cuba, Cubanly;
and there's three Meshicas, what else can I say,
Orlando GuillÃ©n, absent!,
Mario on the road to Santiago,
and JuliÃ¡n GÃ³mez... so they're eleven,
and notice? Not a single chick,
for all the lovely, sweet things out there
that write like Aphrodites sprung
not from some fetid literary workshop
but from a savage ocean of blue jeans.

posted afternoon of November 24th, 2013: Respond
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🦋 11 muchachos desnudos bajo el arcoiris de fuego

Early poetry from BolaÃ±o and comrade infras. I'm now reading and translating Hiram Barrios' fantastic essay on Infrarealism from Cuadrivio.net, Visitando al infrarrealismo.

posted morning of November 24th, 2013: Respond

Sunday, November 17th, 2013

🦋 Fish

What a fantastic prompt this is, from Breytenbach's Intimate Stranger: "Poetry is fishing for memories in time." Reckon I'll go drop a line in the murky waters...

posted morning of November 17th, 2013: 1 response
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Saturday, November 16th, 2013

🦋 In the spirit of W.H. Mearns

The other day upon the stair
I met a boy who didn't care.
Again today he didn't care.
And by the way, his name's Pierre.

posted evening of November 16th, 2013: Respond
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Friday, November 15th, 2013

🦋 SueÃ±os

Jeremy Osner

Los sueÃ±os mÃ¡s extraÃ±os, los
que uno no recuerda
(ni ha nunca podido recordar
ni pide que los recuerde), de esos mismos
indescriptibles
se componen los arquetipos
que en la imaginaciÃ³n
se van siempre confluyendo
hasta formar la imagen del mundo
que uno la concibe y percibe
que uno en sus pasos la lleva
dÃa por dÃa:
mientras se mueve
se estÃ¡ en viva.

No se pueden realmente
describir, no en terminos
humanos.

posted evening of November 15th, 2013: Respond
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Thursday, November 14th, 2013

unresponsive like this inky page before you
like your heavy-lidded gaze
framing the text.
unresponsive
like the blankness of the page that I approach,
like ash to the flame.
insensate reality.
luxurious islands
of syntax and semantics
floating on the page beneath you
gaze out
upon this scintillating jungle
of sensibility

posted evening of November 14th, 2013: 2 responses
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